LIFE$tYLE Lyrics

Bitch I pop out in Versace

Vida Star a fashionista, that's why she so cocky

Dior, Evisu, I am a brand whore I'm so thotty

I'm flyer than these bitches, I make em go Kamikaze

They can't see me, call em Nazis

Cop some-cop some new Amina

My face so pretty, I should model for Wilhelmina

It's all about Vida, I just keep on getting finer

I'm too exclusive, they want to but cannot get behind her

Let this be your reminder

You can't fuck with me, I'm choosy

Cause these bitches snakes like Gucci

Keep this coochie in some Pucci

Nigga try me, it's a doozy

Ima make that nigga snoozy

Make him have a dream like Martin

Copped some Rickys, no not Rubin

They like "please don't get her started"

I got issues, I got magazines, they know it's time to shoot

I got money, I got power, time for y'all to get the boot

You gon see me on the TV's, you gon see me get awards

Arsenal is loaded up, I'm ready for 50 wars

Molly, percocet

Get higher than jets

He heard my song Percosex

Now he wan' get me wet

I just pulled up in a two tone

High as fuck, the roof gone

My gang keep the TEC like they nerds, fuck is you on?

I just hit my favorite bitch, I'm boutta get that work

I pull up in double R's, the Holy Ghost like I'm in church

Bitch I'm flyer than the jet that ima take to go to Turks

I get niggas handled, fuck with me you gon be on a shirt

Yeah I rock out off them Perkys, I got X, molly & weed

I get him high without no drugs, he a muhfuckin fiend

Yeah I got him in a trance now he addicted to me

He like "Vida you a muhfuckin' vixen to me"

It don't make a difference to me

None of you bitches is getting to me

None of you niggas is getting with me

Bitch I'm Star